Taking Lessons: A RusCan fanfic (Chapter 8)

A/N: Thanks so much for reading my story....I got some positive feedback from my readers from ff.net and dA.net. I'm so happy right now...I would like to thank the readers who always reviewed each chapter your support made me who I am today. At first I never thought this story will go this far...one reasons I thought it was not good enough, but seeing how many people followed and faved this story...well thanks again. I did promise once this story reaches 50 reviews I will do an another request prompt from the RusCan kink meme.

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Chapter 9: Canada teaches Russia lesson 4


Canada was setting up his classroom in his living room again. He had an interesting lesson for Russia. After the world meeting, his new found confidence grew and now that people were starting to remember him. He smiled at his happiness, 'If it wasn't for Ivan, I would still be invisible, eh?' He noticed that he was starting to develop feelings for the Russian. At first he was scared of him, thinking him to be a deranged pyscho (It was not his first impression of him, but it was the data he collected from the gossip spreading from other nations).

Canada was bringing out his chalkboard and carried the student desk from the basement to set up. He checked his clock to find; it was 5:30 pm. Canada spoke, "I still have some time before Ivan shows up. Might as well get his vodka ready..." he entered his kitchen to grab some vodka that he stored on the top shelf. "Good thing Al did not find this. He would have freaked out." he mused as he placed the vodka bottle on his student's desk.

He was dressed very nicely again, but this time he had a dark red suit that had a white undershirt and red tie to match. The look was completed with black dress shoes. He sat down on his comfy chair and decided to day dream.

"Why do I also feel flustered or embarrassed around him?" he thought as his cheeks tinted red. "Do I even like him? Or do I even find him attractive?" Canada knew the answer; he was always thinking about Ivan, particularly his face. He was clearly handsome, even having a baby face charm to it. He closed his eyes and tried to picture his visage. He always admired his eyes; they have the same eye colour, but his was a darker, more purer hue. His mind continues and imagined his smile. He blushed hard at the thought, especially if Ivan's smile was direct at him. He would fainted from that alone. Matthew always wanted his smile to be directly at him. The Canadian's cheeks flushed red.

Canada's thought's turned perverse as he starting to assume what he would look like without his coat or his scarf. He did get away from seeing his hands, and noticed the deformities on his skin. He did not mind; it made him...sexy. He was starting to think if Ivan had more scars on his body, "Maybe that's why he's always covered eh? There must be scars on his body and neck" he voiced his thought aloud.

"Bad Matthew." he chided himself as he smacked himself on the head, "You can't think of Ivan like that; he's my friend"
"You like Vodka breath?" Kumajirou said as if it was the statement of the year, with his head tilted at his left side cutely. Canada shrieked at the sudden intrusion.
"Kumjajki! Don't scare me like that"

The polar bear repeated himself teasingly, "Canada likes Vodka breath." Canada stuttered at first, and quickly denied it, "No, it is not true. Ivan and I are friends" The way he said it, it did not sound convincing, for the bear and Kuma walked away. "Denial is unhealthy. I see how Vodka breath looks at you"

"Kuma, don't make me take away your precious salmon." Kumajirou gasped at the threat, "That's right mister, not just any salmon, the good kind, so you better stop while your ahead" Kumajirou looked defeated and stayed quiet. He walked away and entered his room.

"That's silly; Ivan liking me. I mean, I'm not attractive or special or anything." Canada went back to his desk. He also had bad experiences when it came to the matters of the heart. At first, he had a crush on England, but after witnessing his real self, he closed his heart. He did not want to experience heartbreak. Soon, he was attracted to Prussia, but after seeing him with Austria that one time in the meeting room...he shuddered at the scene. He was still upset. He knew he was feeling something towards the Russian.

"I just don't want to get hurt...maybe its best we do stay as friends. I mean Kumaloki isn't right, eh?" Canada sighed as he fiddled with his pen he took from his breast pocket.

He thought about the events of the world meeting yesterday. His thoughts centered on Ukraine and him revealing the secret; he soon felt guilty. "Oh no! I forgot to tell Ivan about Ukraine! I hope he doesn't kill me for this" Canada felt so horrible breaking Ivan's trust like that. He didn't mean to, but Ukraine was crying and he wanted it to stop; he hated when he someone was in tears. He wanted the person to feel better.

He was getting restless as the clock drew closer to 6:00 pm. He tried to lift his mood and was waiting for the door to knock.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

"Coming" the Canadian said as he rush towards the door, seeing Ivan with angry look on his face: his eyebrows were hunched and his eyes closed, but the cute smile was plastered on, signaling to the Canadian that he knew what bad deed he had done. The Canadian let his guest entered, and as he closed the door, he spoke, "I-Ivan, about Ukraine...I did not mean to---"
"Nyet, do not bother. Katyusha told me everything, but I'm still upset that you revealed our secret." Ivan said as he raised his hand to stop Matvey from speaking. Matthew saw Ivan's look switch from anger to hurt. He felt his stomach lurch and churn. He wanted Ivan to be happy, not be sad. He felt such like a hoser.

"Ivan, I'm sorry. Please forgive. Look I got you vodka; its your favourite brand" Canada waved the vodka bottle at his face, but the Russian did not look at; he still had a small pout. "Nyet, do not use bribery to get me to forgive you"

Matthew really wanted to gain his trust back, "Ivan, what would you have done if you were in my shoes? Would you let your sister cry to death?" Canada and Katyusha were good friends, and he did not want to ruin it if Ivan heard that he treated his sister poorly.

Russia still did not budge, and did not look at Canada's face. Ivan wasn't really upset, just a bit hurt that Canada broke his promise, but he did understand that it was Katyusha. From experience, he knew that she can be very resourceful when it came to her brother's love life. In addition, he was glad that he informed Katyusha about their situation; without her support, Canada would have died at the hands of Natayla. He saw Belarus' attempted knife throw. He was scared to do something, but Ukraine took charge and handled it well.

"Nyet, I would appease her, but you should of thought of another lie" he was feeling much better at hearing Matthew's full logic behind his action. He was about to walk to his desk until he felt arms wrapping around himself.
"Ivan, I'm very sorry. I know your hurting deep down. I understand when trust is broken, it hurts" Canada looked at his face, Russia's eyes shifted away, until Matthew spoke, "Ivan, please look at me." Ivan regrettably did, until he stared deep in his blue-purple eyes.

Russia saw sincerity in his eyes and regret in those deep orbs of his. His face soften at thought and said, "Da, it hurts a lot, like my heart is bleeding in the inside" Canada hugged tighter, and Russia blushed. Matthew noticed and said, "You look c-cute...like that" Canada was feeling bold and spoke his mind, but soon regretted his mistake. His overacting mind urges his lips to spit out an apology. Russia did not say anything for fear of saying something stupid (his cheeks turn a shade darker, and Canada had his answer). His heart was beating happily at an increased tempo. Ivan was worried at first, if Matvey could hear his own heartbeat and soon felt embarrassed at the idea. They stayed like this for few moments, until Russia broke the silence, "Matvey," Canada's heart skipped a bit when he heard the Russian inflection of his name. He stuttered out "Oui, Ivan"

Russia paused at first; he was going to ask something personal, and he was afraid of over stepping his boundaries, "Did Matvey get his heart broken before?" Matthew let go of his hug, the look of pain etched on his delicate face. Russia was about to change the subject until Canada replied, "Yes, I had my heart broken one too many times." He turn his back to Ivan, his eyes began to tear up. Matthew tried his best to not cry. He stayed silent, not knowing what to say.

Russia could read the atmosphere; Matvey was still hurting and clearly did not want to discuss the subject with him (he cursed his damn curiosity). He wanted to know; he was afraid of pushing him to speak. Ivan wanted Matvey to feel comfortable telling him. He went to the smaller male and gave him a hug from behind. "Matvey, it is ok. You can tell me when ready, da" he wrapped his arms tighter, but not enough to hurt him. Matthew turned red at the contact. Luckily, Ivan could not see his face.

"O-oui." he stuttered out, and he cursed himself for the embarrassment lacing in his voice. Ivan continue to hug him, until Matthew realized that he had to start his lesson. He was glad that they were progressing in their friendship. Matthew had a small sliver of hope that this could be more. Ivan also noticed that when Matvey gets nervous or embarrassed, he would speak in French. Russia found that cute.

"Um, Ivan, its best if we start the lesson, eh?" Matthew spoke, leading to Russia releasing Canada. He was glad for the pick-me-up. Ivan nodded and went to his desk, with his notebook open to the first page. Canada was in front of him with a chalk and he brought out the list in front of him. Ivan 'tch'ed when he saw the damn list in front of him again.

"Let's begin." Canada announced, and Russia was all ears. He learned from the past experiences not to make Mr. Williams angry; he did not want his hands sore again. "First, have you acted nice towards others?" he questioned and Ivan responded. "Da, I have been nicer to the Baltics; I don't hurt them, but I still threaten them. It is fun to see the fear on their faces; it is hilarious" he laughed, and Matthew did not look happy.

'At least he's not abusing them. It is progress' he thought sadly as he cleared his throat, "Mr. Braginsky, we both have different ideas about what 'nice' is. What I consider nice is being kind to other. Say, for example, not using threats. Have you tried asking nicely for things?" Ivan had no answer. He pouted for few seconds and said, "Da, but its not as fun when I scare them or, better yet, when I do hurt them...kokolkolkol" he spoke so innocently that Matthew had to step back to regain himself.

"...Um...no let's not do that" he approach Russia and leaned towards his face, their noses almost close to touching. Russia did not like the look on the Canadian face; his eyes had an evil glint. Matthew had an idea!

"So today's lesson: we'll try to develop better small talk!" he explained as he did a small smile. Russia was a bit nervous because it was not his area of expertise, except when it came to forming military alliances. Canada discovered that Russia wasn't the world's greatest conversationalist, so if he learned to make better small talk (in addition to not trying to make everyone become one with him), he can make friends easily.

"Mr. Braginski, one problem is that you can't hold a proper conversation. I mean, you usually demand people to become one with Russia, and I'll be honest, no one does.." he said bluntly, and Russia was hurt at the insult. Russia nodded and said, "Da, Mr. Williams is right. But if I don't give warning, they accuse me other things, like rape, da"
Matthew was getting irritated by his excuses, "Did I tell you to correct me?" he said confidently, holding his ruler in his hand.

Ivan saw the ruler and cursed mentally at his slip-up. "Da...no" he said quickly and soon Matthew smirked, "Good, just as I thought. Mr. Braginski, I want you to write down a list of things to not say in front of others. We'll brainstorm for 15 minutes and I'll let you practice with Kumajiki afterwards" Russia nodded and began writing down some ideas.

After 15 minutes of talking, Russia made an exhaustive list of things he was prohibited from speaking. Matthew explained how each phrase would lead to something bad happening to him. Russia sighed, "Da, it is for the best" Russia pouted, "I'm a little sad now" Canada dragged his seat to sit besides Ivan. "I know...you won't get this overnight, but try your best to avoid saying these"

Russia looked at the list at the chalkboard. He frown at the list, 'Da, I do say those all the time...' the Russian thought as he scanned the list. It read:

Russia's forbbiden phrase list.
1. Become one with Mother Russia
2. You do as I say because I win, da
3. Russia is the best in the world.
4. Kolkolkolkol
5. When I think of your stupid face, it makes my blood excited to see your face pounded into dust.
6. Give me some vodka, or you will meet my pipe, da
7. Soon, everyone will become one with me
8. I like my ideas the best, because I will kill them.
9. I love hearing the screams of pain from hurting others
10. I will find you and I will kill you in your sleep, da?
11. Red death
12. Isn't the most difficult ones the most fun to snap?
13. I'm Russian, I know everything about_____.(What topic your discussing about)
14. Someone in this room will get hurt real bad.
15. Who wants to meet my pipe/pick ax/vodka bottle?
16. It makes me smile when I see the fear on your face.
17. I wonder how many holes you will get when I use my pick ax to make you bleed to death
18. The best death for you is slow and painful.
19. You touch my vodka and someone will lose a hand, or, better yet, you don't live.
20. So you die now so I can take landmass, da?
21. I like the feel of blood showering me when I pipe you to death
22. I like the thrill when I deliver final kill, da
23. Do not make me angry. You do not like to see me angry, da.
24. The sound of breaking bones is music to my ears
25. All will become one with Russia...willingly, or by force, which ever you prefer.

Canada looked at the list. It creeped him out."See, Mr.Braginski, you say very disturbing things" Russia looked unfazed, just continued to smiled, "Da, I have a dark sense of humor" Canada wrapped his arms and tapped his left foot repeatedly. Ivan giggled, "Mr. Williams is mad, da" Russia said teasingly. Matthew was fiddling with the ruler as he spoke, "Do I have to punish you for your insolence, Mr. Braginsky?"

Ivan started to panic, but his face was as cool as a cucumber. "Da, depends...what are you going to do?" He was a bit curious: he assume that he would smack his hands again. It was bad that he couldn't say his favorite lines. He wanted to get back at Canada.

"Do you want to find out?" asked the Canadian before he smugly said, "You will write out 'I will not disrespect Mr. Williams ever again' on the board" He then flipped the chalkboard to the blank side. Ivan eye twitched and said, "Da, it is too easy. I can fill it up in 10 minutes." Canada's smile grew wider, "I did not mention when you'll be done. You will fill it up in the smallest handwriting possible, and when your finish, erase it all and do it again, but this time in Russian." Ivan's eyes widen at this; this punishment was too cruel. Canada also added, "This will repeat until I tell you to stop" he smiled, and that made Ivan angry.

Ivan growled at this, "How many times to I have to do this? Five, Ten times?" he said, then Canada replied, "Until I tell you stop, so you better start now" Matthew handed the chalk to Ivan, whom accepted angrily. He sat on his desk to see his student perform his duty.

"Mr. Braginski," Mr. Williams spoke and Ivan growled, "Da?" Canada smiled a little, "will you take off your coat? You don't want to get it ruined by the dust, eh?" Russia was taken back at the kind gesture, and shyly removed his coat. Matthew saw that Ivan was wearing a crisp white dress shirt that fit him well for man of his size; it defined his broad shoulders and chest. His eyes travelled lower to see dark grey pant dress that showed his long legs. Matthew wondered why Ivan did not show off his figure, it was well muscled and fit. He was not fat at all, big boned of course, but not obese. 'Maybe he's self conscious' he thought as he remembered how Russia felt uncomfortable when he saw his hands.

"Mr. Williams, can I start now?" Ivan spoke calmly as he could with Matthew's eyes on his body. "Oo-h...of course" Matthew stuttered out as he felt embarrassed that he was caught staring. Russia began to write out the phrase over and over again while Matthew continue to watch. He cared at first, but lost interest at the task. His eyes wandered on his body again, this time focusing on his strong arms and shoulders in action. 'I wonder if he works out or something. How does he keep up his figure?' the Canadian was day dreaming, and soon stared at his buttocks when Ivan bend over to write at the bottom of the board.

"Bad Matthew" he chastised himself as he smacked himself at the head for checking out his student. "I'm becoming more like Papa...each and every day" Ivan stopped writing and said, "Did you say something?" he asked. Canada tried to keep his nervousness under control, still feeling embarrass for looking." No...carry on.."

Ivan shrugged and continued. This repeated for 45 minutes straight, with Russia taking a few breaks to massage his hand and Matthew checking out his assets, then later scolding himself for it. Matthew decided to end the punishment and let Ivan finished the last sentence in Russian.

"Mr. Braginski, you may stop now" Ivan smiled and sighed in relief. Canada walked up to Russia and inspected his hands again. Ivan was not uncomfortable, seeing how his hands were gloved. Matthew removed the gloves to find his hands red. "I'm sorry if I went too far. I will get something for your hands" he spoke as he was about to get some lotion, until Russia grabbed his arm halting the Canadian. "Da, not necessary. I was disrespectful. I deserved it" Russia said with a smile. He smirked, "Matvey is worried again, da" That lead to Matthew blushing "No, I thought I went overboard.."

"Continue lesson, da", he said nicely, and that took Matthew by surprise. "Are you sure?" the Canadian asked. Russia smiled and replied "Da" Canada went to pick up Kumajirou. Russia waited patiently for Canada. Ivan wanted to do well, but he never talked to a polar bear before..."I hope he is not trouble" he muttered as he saw the bear in front of him. Canada was sitting on his desk. He was ready to watch Ivan in action.

"Who are you?" Kumajirou asked. Russia replied back, "Da, I'm Russia"
He bend down to Kumajirou's eye level. Kumajirou said, "Oh yeah, vodka breath. Nice to meet you" Russia did not like the nickname the bear assigned him. "Nyet, it is not vodka breath. It is Russia"
"Vodka breath", the bear teased. Russia was getting furious at the bear's insolence, 'How does Matvey handle a bear like him? He needs good beating, da' He thought darkly as a few "kolkolkolkol" slipped from his lips. A voice interrupted his thoughts, Mr. Williams speaking to him.
"Mr. Braginski, you spoke a forbidden phrase. Try again, and maybe ask him to stop calling you that" Ivan growled and introduced himself again, and he saw that the polar bear had a cocky grin on his face.

'I do not like this bear...' he thought as he introduced himself, "Hello, my name is Russia, what is your name?". "Kumajirou." The polar bear said nonchalantly. Russia wanted to get back at him, and teased back, "Nyet, it is dumb bear." Kumajirou growled, "Its not!" Russia had a small smile at the little victory.

"Da, you're just a silly bear."
"At least my breath doesn't smell!"
"My breath is fine, your issue is too much fish you eat, da?"
"Fatty!"
"I am not fat I'm big boned, big difference"
"The difference is like pounds to kilograms"
"Do you want to meet my pipe,da?"
"Your mom would like to meet your pipe"
"I do not understand"
"You think I'm dumb, look at yourself"

Canada saw this and sighed, "Who knew Ivan could be so childish. It still cute". The banter continued for 10 minutes, and the insults grew more sillier that Matthew started to laugh.

"Ahahaha, this is too funny." Canada stood up to get something to drink. He asked if Kumatoki wanted a snack and nodded. Ivan muttered under his breath, "He calls me fat and bear is asking for food" Kumajirou grinned again, wounding the Russian's pride. "I lost to talking bear. I'm sad now"

The polar bear continued to stare at Russia. He did not mean to insult him, after all, he was helping his master to become noticeable. He appreciated the hard work, he just like teasing others; it was fun! Russia pouted a little and thought, 'I want to hurt him, but I cannot because Matvey will get mad, and I do not want that. Maybe I'll try being nice da'

Ivan peered closer to Kumajirou and said, "Kumajirou...I'm...sorry" the bear was taken back at the apology "Call me Russia, and I call you Kumajirou, da" Kumajirou, at first, did not say anything, but then slowly approached Russia and snuggled at his lap. Russia was curious at the reaction. He did not mind, the bear was cute, even if he was a tease. "Da, we friends?"S he asked as he slowly patted the pet's head.
"Yeah, you're not so bad, you actually do care" Kumajirou spoke, and that made Russia smile, "Da" Kumajirou sniffed Russia and said, "You do smell like vodka, but also something else" Russia pouted and responded back, "You smell like fish, but something else, too"

"Do you like somebody?" Kumajirou asked innocently; Russia deny quickly, "Nyet, I do not." Kumajirou knew he was lying, but he wanted to confirm his suspicions of the Russian feelings for his master. "I know Canada likes someone." Russia eyes widen a bit at the new information. He did not want to sound desperate, afraid the bear will use it to his advantage.

"Kumjirou, tell me who is it" he said sweetly, but it was lace with an intimidating tone. Kumajirou reasoned, "Why should I tell you? You don't like Canada" Ivan got irritated at this and said, "Tell me! I must know! I like Canada a lot" He cursed at his slip up, and the bear smiled, "I knew it! You like Canada~!"

Russia kept the bear's mouth shut, making sure Canada did not hear his secret. "I will let go and you do not say anything, da" Kumajirou nodded, and Ivan released his mouth. Kumajirou said, "Don't worry I won't tell, but you must get me something in return". Ivan did sweat-dropped at the deal, but he was at the mercy of a polar bear that could make or break his relationship with Matvey. He sighed and said, "Da, what is it? Do I have to kill someone?" Kumajirou said, "No silly, when you visit Canada, bring me some salmon, the good kind. I can tell" Ivan grumbled, "Da."

Kuamjirou smiled and snuggled closer to Russia. He felt the bear's soft fur and his warmth flowing through his body. He did not say anything, enjoying the embrace, until the bear spoke, "I like you...your better than him..." Ivan was curious and asked furthur, "Kumajirou, who do you mean?" Kumajirou was half asleep and looked at his face, "You're actually nice to me...fuzzy brows did not like me...mean to Canada"

'Matvey...has been hurt by England? Is that what he was hiding?' he thought carefully, and he was about to ask how, until Canada appeared.
"Oh, sorry for the long wait. I had to find your favourite snack in the freezer, down in the basement. ohhh" he paused as he saw the sight before him. Ivan was cuddling with Kumataki.

Canada smiled at the cute scene. Kumajirou was half-asleep on Russia's lap on the floor. "Well, Mr. Braginski, it seems that Kuma took a liking to you. I wonder how you did it, eh?" Russia answered back with a smile, "Da, Russian secret. You would not know" Mr. Williams rolled his eyes.
"Hungry" Kumajirou stated and Canada fed his bear. Russia stood up and was about to get ready to leave. Canada noticed and said, "Russia, before you go, I have two things to say to you"

The Russian looked puzzled and said, "Da" Canada cleared his throat and said, "Russia, I want you to do a special project for me; its for these lessons" Ivan was curious, but it gave him the feeling that it was going to be a lot of work. Ivan waited for Matthew to continue speaking. "I want you to demonstrate your skills in making a friend, so this project, you will pick one country and try to be friends with he/she. I give you about 3 weeks time to do this. I also want you to record your observations in your notebook"

Ivan did not like the sound of this, but agreed. Canada said some words of encouragement, "I would not make you do this if I did not believe you were capable, eh?" Canada also reminded him to take his vodka too.
Russia stuffed the vodka in his coat, and was about to leave, until he remembered something. "Matvey, Belarus is still staying at my house all of next week. She is still after you. Do you have any back-up plans?" he said with a worried tone. Matthew chuckled.

"I have a few tricks up in my sleeve, eh?" Canada said as he wrote something down on a scrap piece of paper. Ivan took the paper and saw a number written on it. Ivan looked confused, and asked, "Da, is this Matvey's number?" Canada smiled , "Yes, it is, I'll call you when I made alternative arrangements, incase Belarus tries to kill me in my sleep" he teasingly joked, which did not amuse Ivan. "Da, here is my number." he took Matthew's pen from his hands and doodled it on his hand.
Yesterday 11:17PM
Matvey blushed at the gesture; Ivan's handwriting was very smooth and soft, which surprised him. He observed how his right hand was rigid and tense from holding the pen. Was he worried that he hurting him?
Ivan scribbled his number and gave the pen back. Russia was about to leave, but turned his head to face Canada. "Matvey, do you know your bear's name?" he asked, making Canada feel odd. "Of course, his name is Kumatoli. Why would you ask me that?"

Russia laughed for a good minute, and Canada felt dumbfounded at the reaction. "Ivan, what is so funny, eh?" Russia chuckled out, "No wonder bear did not remember your name. Matvey doesn't even know his own bear's name" Ivan giggled, making Matthew huff, "I do not know what your talking. What makes you know my own bear more than I?" he taunted. Russia stopped his laughter and answered back, "Kumajirou is his name; he told me"
"Maple" the Canadian cursed and Ivan grinned at his revenge. 'Da, that was good' the Russian thought, satisfied by today's events. He brought out his vodka bottle and took a congratulatory sip.

Canada heard the door close and let out an angry curse, "Hoser" Canada then laughed at himself, "Who knew eh? I was wondering if Kumajirou had a short-term memory problem, but it is ironic, eh?" he laughed as he when upstairs to go get ready for bed.

A few hours later at Russia's house.
Ivan was in a good mood, a bit buzzed, but still coherent due to the high tolerance level; he can consume a large amount and still function. Russia assumed that everyone was asleep.
He open the door as best as he could without making a lot of noise. He was about to head upstairs when the lights flashed.

"Da, what?" he said, and what he saw terrified him.
"Big Brother, where were you?" Belarus spoke as she sat on his favorite arm chair, legs crossed with a serious look on her face.
Ivan had no answer, still unable to over come the shock. Belarus was still waiting, asking again. Russia was trying to come up with a realistic lie. Seconds passed as the awkward tension built. Russia felt nervous and stuttered out, "Da, I had a meeting with my boss, and afterwards went for drink"

"Big Brother, you met your boss this morning, and you always carry your vodka with you" she said nonchalantly, and Ivan cursed to himself for the mistake. Ivan lied, "Da, but my boss called me for an urgent meeting, again" He smiled weakly and Belarus did not seem convinced. "Big Brother, do not lie to me. I hate those who lie" she threatened, and that made Ivan tense.

She approached Ivan, making him step back until his back touched the wall. His heart was beating rapidly, and that was not good sign. He was panicking, but his face did show discomfort. "Da, I know" he said trying his best to placate her. Belarus leaned closer so that Ivan could feel her hot breath on his face.

"Big brother, I trust that you are honest, da" Ivan cringed at Natalya's use of his favorite word. "Do not worry, everything is fine" Belarus stayed silent and soon walked away. Ivan sighed in relief.

"That was close...too close, da" he muttered. Ivan hoped that Canada had a plan, because they both knew who was lying. He finished his vodka quickly, believing that it would calm his nerves. He had a bad sense of dread for tomorrow.

Meanwhile at Canada's house.
"I hope this is not a bad time, eh?" Canada said as he held the receiver, speaking to the his late night guest. "I was wondering if I could meet you tomorrow. I need your help with something" Matvey asked, and after a few minutes, agreed to some terms. He smiled, "Thanks so much!" He later apologized.


A/N: Thanks for reading! And for those who guessed it was Belarus...it was so *throws internet cookies*. Now for the mysterious person...any guesses? I hope I did not make it too obvious lols. Review will be good eh?